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Chapter 186: Pacifying Demons Along the River, Divine Will and Divine Seed
Chapter 186: Pacifying Demons Along the River, Divine Will and Divine Seed
The sparkling waves of the Yangchun River were silent yet majestic, and in its presence, human strength seemed infinitesimal.
Tendrils of smoke rose, carrying the rich aroma of meat.
Huge stew pots lined the riverbank, one after another, extending to the far end of the horizon.
The sub-generals and colonels, clad in cloud-patterned ink shirts or cloaks of ferocious wolves, had never executed such an order before. Though there was no alcohol, they only needed to eat meat to their heart's content.
As for the source of the meat...
Three hideous flood dragon heads were hung high, their hundred-zhang-long bodies coiled on the riverbank. Even though they had been dead for some time, they somehow retained their lifelike appearance, showing no signs of decay. Sub-generals with some culinary skills used precious knives to carve the meat, then boiled it over a high flame and sprinkled it with fine salt to make it as edible as possible.
The old general, clad in dark armor, sat at the very front, with a small table before him.
He poured himself half a bowl of wine, took a small sip, and calmly gazed at the river before him, his eyes indifferent to the roaring waves.
Not even the mighty river could make him flinch.
Under his naturally imposing aura, even the Yangchun River seemed to pale in comparison.
Pacifying Demons Along the River!
The sub-generals of Linjiang County chewed on the flood dragon meat, their eyes filled with reverence as they looked at the old man.
They say that General Chen is elderly, but who would have thought that an aging tiger still has its fierce spirit? When he reopened his tiger eyes, he was still the mighty demon-pacifying general who shook Linjiang County!
Two months ago, the flood dragons of Yangchun River dared to leave the water and wreak havoc on the human realm.
Today, General Chen intended to show these beasts the might of the Demon-Pacifying Office right before their eyes.
Eating their flesh and drinking their blood!
With that mixed iron halberd, he kept the aquatic tribe too intimidated to raise their heads.
"..."
Chen Qiantian wanted to rub his stiff face, but feeling the burning gaze behind him, he changed his mind.
It had been many years since the young people following him had felt so proud and elated.
There are also distinctions among the demon-pacifying generals.
Take Yushan County, for example. Under Jiang Qiuluan's deterrence, no demons dared to invade, so much so that even when she left for several months, the county remained peaceful. Her subordinates only needed to perform the most basic patrols.
His group of youngsters, on the other hand, were constantly under immense pressure from the demons, hardly able to relax for a moment.
Now that they were finally enjoying a similar atmosphere, he didn't want to spoil their mood.
"It's just..."
Chen Qiantian stared at the calm river surface and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
If that ancient flood dragon truly broke through again, it would be comparable to a martial artist who had achieved a triple breakthrough and cultivated the Elixir Pill. Moreover, it was on the opponent's home turf. Not only would he be unable to defeat it, but even if Jiang Qiuluan arrived, it would be impossible to slay it.
When he asked Liu Yuquan to send a message, he was joking, but he also hoped to borrow the sharpest sword in Qingzhou to at least drive the old flood dragon back into the water and prevent Linjiang County from turning into a place of carnage.
As for why he agreed to Shen Yi's plan...
Besides genuinely admiring this young man and being willing to play along with him, he also felt that as a demon-pacifying general, he shouldn't hide in the county seat and let the people he was supposed to protect take his place in death.
At this moment, in a distant village...
Several people were also gathered around a table.
The villagers had been sent away, leaving only two who refused to leave.
The widow cautiously took out the flood dragon meat from the pot and placed it on the table, her eyes flicking timidly towards the youth in dark armor with a red cape, who sat beside the table.
After several months, he still wore that black scabbard with golden patterns, and while his handsome face had lost some of its coldness, the pressure he exuded far surpassed what it had been before. It was as if the more he slaughtered, the more his killing intent was restrained.
The madman no longer looked disheveled; he appeared as a handsome young man.
He took out the hidden wine from the house and respectfully poured full glasses for the two of them.
"..."
Shen Yi closed his eyes and turned his focus inward.
Within his qi sea, the Dao seed within the Devouring Heaven Inner Pellet emitted a scarlet glow, surrounded by thick, white mist.
Ever since arriving in Linjiang County, this incense-like faith power seemed to become more abundant.
Strange...
Even if someone had built a temple for him, how could there be so much of it, and in such a short time? He couldn't remember doing anything worthy of such reverence.
Never mind, no use thinking about it.
Shen Yi had already considered cultivating both a Nascent Soul and a Yin Spirit, and now that he had the time, he decided to give it a try.
He opened his eyes and accessed the panel, observing the remaining lifespan of over nine thousand years.
Once again, he began to deduce the technique of the Heaven Devouring Elixir.
However, this time, instead of relying on his demon pill cultivation, he set his sights on harnessing the power of the incense-like faith power.
【Year One: You begin to try planting the Divine Seed...】
In an instant, the white mist, which had been instinctively drawn to the young man, was greedily sucked into his qi sea and inner pellet.
Witnessing this, Shen Yi finally understood why the path of the Yin Spirit was considered a shortcut.
He didn't need to toil and struggle to gather anything; he just needed to sit here, and the incense-like faith power would envelop him from all directions.
Perhaps due to having gone through this process once before, everything proceeded smoothly without any unexpected occurrences.
【Year 932: You successfully condense the Divine Seed...】
The invisible white mist thinned out, giving way to a white light within the pellet that pulsed in sync with the scarlet Dao seed.
Was it that simple to succeed? Shen Yi raised his wine cup to hide his surprise.
The white light seemed different from the scarlet Dao seed; he even saw the tendrils of the two intertwine, like a soul reaching out to touch the physical body and then passing right through it.
Now, he didn't even need to bother squeezing the two together.
However, this white light didn't seem to bring him any improvement.
There was no change in his strength or aura.
It was a pity that the incense-like faith power had been almost entirely depleted; otherwise, Shen Yi would have wanted to continue the deduction to see what new changes would occur.
He closed the panel and began to explore the function of this white Divine Seed.
He had also been considering whether he could get Chen Qiankun to provoke the Flood Dragon, making it witness the mutilation and consumption of its siblings, driving it into a furious breakthrough that would leave it with unstable cultivation and greatly diminished strength...
However, the Yangchun River was calmer than ever.
It seemed that this ancient creature, having lived so long, possessed a certain level of composure.
Time passed, and another five days went by in a flash.
The water in the pots on the riverbank had dried up countless times.
The three hundred-zhang-long Flood Dragon corpses were cut and hacked beyond recognition.
The sub-generals and colonels were truly sick of eating by now. Even if they wanted to intimidate the aquatic tribe, there was no need to keep this up.
They looked helplessly at the old man, Chen, in front of them, but he showed no signs of ordering a stop.
Just then, the old man finally stood up.
The officers' eyes lit up with joy, but before they could even smile, they saw waves lapping at the riverbank.
In the murky waters of the Yangchun River, a black line suddenly appeared, at least two hundred zhang long.
The officers froze for a moment, their pupils shrinking as goosebumps rose on their skin.
Under the water, a black shadow emerged and quickly expanded until it occupied most of the river surface.
That black line turned out to be the spine of some kind of aquatic beast!
(End of Chapter)
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